The Battle of the Socks

[intro] [male voice] In the drawer Where darkness resides Two socks Worn-out and full of pride They clash against each other Clash with might Neither willing to go putrid Neither to take flight [female voice] Sock number one With holes and stains Tells its tale of sweat and endless pains Sock number two Slightly less torn Shares its story of being stepped on and worn [Two vocals] Oh The battle of the socks A spectacle grand In the language of lint They cannot understand Proudly they shout Tattered voices so loud In the drawer Their battlefield They stand proud [male voice] In the silence Of cotton and thread They reminisce Of the feet they've led Through puddles and pavements They've danced and tread In the drawer's confines Their stories spread [female voice] Sock number one Speaks of the cold Of nights alone And tales untold Sock number two With elastic worn Whispers of mornings When it was worn [Two vocals] Oh The saga of the socks Continues at night In the hush of the dark They find their might Side by side They face their plight In the drawer Their home They hold tight [instrumental] [Two vocals] Oh The saga of the socks Continues at night In the hush of the dark They find their might Side by side They face their plight In the drawer Their home They hold tight [End]